You
constantly drift away, and I can't always follow you. You have made
it hard enough for me.

Do
you—

--yes.
I forgive you Squall.

…I
forgave you a long time ago.

Galbadia's
a beautiful place.

It's
a start.

You
do well.

I'll
make you proud.

You
smile a tiny, meaningless, empty smile. Unconsciously, and almost as
if committing a deliberate sin, you caress her familiar bare skin.

As
your fingers trail over, glide down, her smooth mask, you crave your
thoughts into them like writings on a wall, that no one would ever
understand.

Have
I lost you now?

…Yes.

You
do not stare and you get up on your bed. You look away, and you
remember pain.

You
are strong Squall. Remember you are one of my best students.

Then
teach me…

Hold
me until I fall asleep.

…how
to wake up knowing you're gone.

Okay.

Realizing
you outsmarted fate by a mere thread of minute that seemingly the
only thing that mattered in your life, you smile, smugly.

You
let it fade once you realize, once again, that you are wrong; fate
outsmarted you because you wake up a little too early for your own
good.

You're
awake, and it would be harder to see her go.

So
you close your eyes.

This
is how you do it. You walk behind her, trudge behind her, praying
over a little blessing of delay as you watch her walk away. As time
nears, you grab her a little too harsh and you hang
on, hang on, hang on
for dear life.

You
tell her you love her, and you let her go.

Your
tears come a little too early; gravity tugs it a little too harder.
You look up at the sky, and slowly you wait, with little less
expectation like you always do, for the rain.

They
pierce your mask and shatter you as they fall into your face and wash
away your loneliness.

You
just cry as you see the storm breaking free out of the horizon.

end.

A/N:
I am sad because no one is reviewing Chronicles. I was excited for
that chapter and for the next; I worked hard on it, and I feel
neglected. Oh well. This was inspired by a theme sent to me by
Spring's Rose and reading the very beautiful story of deidre's
dreams. Go read it.

And
is it a little too much to ask for a review?

A/N2:
Oh well. Again. I'm a bit down lately, because of the rain and
listening to Separate Lives. And…never mind.

A/N3:
Wait, I'll smile for everyone else because we really need more
smiles in this lonely world.

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